I Need the Based lyrics

by

Juicy J


[Intro]
Yeah man, you already know man, its that motherf*cking b*tch Mob
Yeah man motherf*ckers said you can't really be with that goon sh*t
In tiny pants and tiny pink shirts, you know I been thugging man
Tiniest shirt in the block man, in the hood
You already know I don't give a f*ck if a n*gga respect it man
f*ck you real n*ggas, f*ck you b*tch n*ggas, n*gga
Lil B in this motherf*cker, I don't need no Co-signer
n*gga, I co-sign my motherf*cking self n*gga

[Hook]
b*tch I need the based, and I love the based
I need the based, now b*tch pass the based
Said I live for the based, and I die for based
I need the based, now b*tch pass the based

[Verse 1: Lil B]
I got love for North Memphis, I got love for South Memphis
Boy play around with me, I'mma show him the business
n*gga come with that sh*t, this that basedworld sh*t
Shouts out to Playa Fly, boy I be so high
They be trying to rob me, I'mma fight to the death
I don't f*ck with nobody, I just keep to myself
I be throwing up the West, I be throwing up the East
I be throwing up the South, I be throwing up the North
b*tch I made so much money, you would look at me funny
n*gga I know whats good, b*tch I know whats up
All that black, In that all black Benz
In that all black Rover, in that all black Phantom
n*gga I'm still in the hood, still up off that syrup
Still up off that purple, still a dope fiend
I be off that blunt, Army got a problem
Man telling that b*tch, whats up man 5150
Man 30,000 Dollars just to sucks my di*k
Man thats 50,000, I'm lying b*tch, I make a hundred racks
b*tch I ain't the one, to be playing around
b*tch I ain't the one, I be toting that K
b*tch I know whats up, b*tch I got a plan
This that real life thugging sh*t, b*tch I do this sh*t
You can ask how I caught all them cases, you b*tch
You can ask how I did everything you b*tch
I done forgot my past, but I seen my future
n*ggas be hating on me, but I don't know Im the Ruger
Man I teach you to tutor, b*tch the gun like my ruler
n*gga strapped with that Ruger, man f*ck'em man
I ain't gotta shoot nobody, Im just holding that pistol
Its that b*tchmob sh*t these n*ggas talking about
Come around my way boy, you know I'm sending that missile
And coming correct every motherf*cking day
100 thousand for a show, I'm just trying to get paid
Please forgive all my sins, I just want to win
As long as I'm respected and I have my friends
Church, Church, BasedGod we win again
[Hook]
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